Lyrics:
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Get down with me
We can, get lost for a century baby
Get lost in that XTC baby
I've been locked up in that nine to five baby
Wanna fuck we
I came in this bitch by myself
On my own nigga nobody else
Couldnt handle the cards I was dealt
The fragrance you smellin is wealth
Im the shit
nigga I did need a Webster
I got them white girl going 17.5 they thought i was chester
Aunty test the dope her name Esther
Unk do stove runs his name
Razkals Naughty By Nature
They had Delinquent Habits with a Gravediggaz Flava
And a Lighter Shade of Brown Dru took us Down
To a Digital Underground where
경상도 산세난 산이 웅
V. 1
Smoke rise to the ceiling
My eyes blinded by feelings
Imprisoned by freedoms
Yeah the rules are mine
But I'm cheating
Look
Jsem Čech rapovat by nešlo bez vět
Dám pět Rest a Fatte respekt
Premiéra jde z beden ven tě pleskne
Z leva zprava tomu kdo je lama
Salutuju těm co jedou
don't know us we never saw these niggas
I got V12 sittin' on rims and I parked the bull back in my Benz
Got a fucking with a seatbelt strapped on it
a 5'7" giant, Brandon Jacobs, Eli Manning
Girls want makeup, get demanding, but they fake like orange tanning
So my girl and I be up like we some college
a lyrical master/
Man know they don't wanna test me don/ don't matter bout anything they test me on/ dem man are on sus and test but il still crush they're
a lyrical master/
Man know they don't wanna test me don/ don't matter bout anything they test me on/ dem man are on sus and test but il still crush they're
FUCK WITT US
[Cam'ron:]
Why should I entertain lies in the game
Pies to my name
E 5 to his brain, die for the chain
Zeek hit the side of his brain,
time dope game cocaine.." > Scarface
"Boy don't test me I'm gettin tired of teachin lessons.." > Scarface
[Lil' Troy]
Lil' Troy
[M-Child] [Chorus x2]
Pushing rocks on the block, I'm never broke, man.
Try to saw me, you get served.. With no regard.
Boy, don't test me 'cause
alone
By the way, by the way, by the way, yeah
I'm okay, I'm okay, I'm okay, yeah
You can say, you can say, you can say, yeah
I'm insane, I'm insane, I'm
You can't earn the easy coasting free pass
I see through your wine glass or red bull and vodka
You said wow me well I shocked you
By trading Al Jeff
later,
Another fifty to seventy five rounds
Were fired in the street
And you're gonna stand here
And tell me you didn't see a god damn thing?
I
to Florida City, Opa-Locka
By way to Overtown and look at this city
Open to Grove and the South Miami
Wedwood Highlear, look Eddie, look 'Bana
Some many ice
dust smoke circulatin through my brain
So who got the slaughter water, la la the brain killer
I got five on it, four stick, to the first dealer
federal cases with legal aids
The unlit stage tonight performing lime desires to eat
Can get you in a 8 by 5, the corner's younger
I smell feel touch
Die by the skill, dawg, these streets are too real
Okay, Rob done get caught up in some crazy stuff
'cause that petty ass robber tried to test to Rob's
not sleep
Your test full but your not on
Your running fast but your not on your feet and your speed is there
You run on but you not know, your climb
to promiň, babe, zas nejsem doma včas
Nemám problém, tak o tom zmrde bars, neni se čeho bát, bát
Ooh, why you movin' too fast? Všechno to byl jen test
splify, wiesz
To wszystko jebany test, muszę to mieć, chcę dobrze zjeść
Czarne czy czerwone
Oczy masz zielone
Jaaak
Byś zjarała mój cały stuff
Czarne czy
a d.j. now I'm on the faders
Cutting up the wax like I put it on a grader
Banging on a five piece made by Gretsch
The beat keeps going like my dick gone
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